A Piece of Cloth
A creature is created,
a joy and a blessing to all;
God called her Woman,
Adam named her Eve,
which means she who gives life
Eve was guilty of taking a bite
of the forbidden fruit of the tree of good and evil;
Adam was tempted by her and that was the end of it all,
that was how Original Sin was born
That was the beginning and then came the rest,
a stigma tha...
Tuesday 11th April 2023 3:15 pm
Android Ninja Rabbits
like green screen acrobats
through city streets
voices swing and sideswipe
and faces throw scowled eyes
towards our down trod step
it’s like plants waving their fists at trees
who only do what trees do
not denying light on purpose
as stigma sets in ugliness
and bunnies are just existing
Monday 29th June 2020 8:59 am
Interpretive Dance
Shoo,
go away.
I only want young, thin, pretty girls
to look my way.
I don't care if they have anything
intelligent to say.
I just want them to ooh and awe
at my game.
Of course I have no shame,
my past is to blame.
Yes, this dance could drive
the thinker insane.
So, leave with your dignity,
while I toss back another one,
and twirl my ring.
# # #
https://yo...
Thursday 12th September 2019 4:03 pm
Shame
SHAME
In a warehouse, in a cage a child sits
In bits
Clinging to her only comfort a blanket of foil
And whilst we all recoil
at the horror on display
Theresa May declares although it’s not ok
She will wait and chat in her special friend’s ear.... only when he is here
Whilst umbilical cords of family ties
Are severed bleeding out amid cries ..............................
Tuesday 3rd July 2018 12:03 pm
Normalcy Bereft
They rewrote songs on the sceneries of their dreams,
under the same roof, in the same room, but alone.
Living in each other’s isolations,
so tiring, boring, sensual, overwhelming, warm.
In thoughts, several severely intimate moments had passed;
their knotted minds kissed intermittently, not seldom.
He knew he was boundless, liberal, enraged, , jealous, dizzy,
he thought h...
Friday 21st July 2017 9:13 pm
Written Off
Your a Kraken, a gorgon, a monster.
You don't bite,
It's not even spite.
You maybe don't know the damage you do.
Screwed over, discriminated against, scrap.
That's what I am.
Scrap.
My life is crap.
I can't prove them wrong,
It's stolen away.
No chance of change.
Never mind - I am mad anyway.
Who gives a toss?
I am really no loss.
No one will even notice,
...Thursday 9th February 2017 2:06 pm
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